"Then... you may stay."
Her slender fingertips unconsciously wrung the handkerchief tightly, moisture seeping through and staining the corner of the black qipao. Her previous robe having been mostly scorched by flames, the Geo Archon had changed into the garments kept inside this dwelling.
Yet for some reason, the clothes Guizhong had prepared were mostly mature and alluring women's attire. The one Morax now wore, for instance, not only slit up to the thigh—revealing an entire rounded, slender, and beautiful leg—but also left the snowy expanse of her chest completely exposed.
Chapter 401